A blueprint for how to do the impossible -- namely, follow up a classic: give it to another artist of vision and stand back.
Over thirty years later, a record as jarringly fresh now -- maybe more so now -- than it was when it first undermined everyone's expectations.
The original new-wave (maybe also no-wave?) film, with its blaze of low-budget images, mixes cheesy science fiction, grimy bohemian drug tragedy, psychedelic experimentalism, and no-budget arthouse drama
If there is an award for The Saddest Music In The World, I present it now and forever to William Basinski's Disintegration Loops.
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